Somewhere I Have Never Travelled

Somewhere I Have Never Travelled 15

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A year had passed and Sam and Mark were in their last year of University and were applying to grad school. They talked about it many times as Mark became very anxious when he looked into the future. He was afraid they would end up in different places, or even countries, when they did their graduate degrees.

"I get it, Mark. It's a lot to think about. I'm sorry it makes you so anxious."

"Thanks. I know it's my thing. But I worry..."

"Yeah, you do." He kissed Mark very softly and looked into his eyes. "Whatever happens, I will be with you, even if I'm in another city than you. And it will only be for a couple of years at most."

They were lying in bed on a sunny, hot, Sunday morning. They had had sex and were still sweaty and a bit sticky, but Mark loved that feeling. Of having Sam on his body, or in his mouth. It made him feel close to him. He turned to Sam,

"I know. I just...well, when the time comes to make the decision, I need us to be really clear about...things."

"Things?"

"Like sex. You know how important it is to us." And he smiled, and slipped his hand down and took Sam's cock in his.

"Like sex. Agreed." They kissed for a while. Sam leaned back and looked at him.

"So like...if we do end up studying apart, what should we do? I mean about sex? It is important."

Mark felt uncomfortable, but he was learning to keep going forward. "I mean...it's not like we're meant to be celibate, is it?" As he said the words he wasn't even sure where the question came from.

"Well, no, I guess not. We can have facetime sex, or whatever. That would be fun."

"True. It would be fun. I guess I mean...and I'm not saying I want this necessarily...that if you really need to get off with someone and I'm, like, two hundred kilometres away, what will you do?"

Sam looked at him for a moment. He was clearly thinking. "That's a good point. And this is assuming we can't watch each other on a screen that day, for instance."

"Right." Mark was feeling awkward. "I'm sorry, I don't mean to make a big deal out of this. But it helps me to know that we're both on the same page."

Sam leaned in and kissed him again. He wrapped his arms around Mark and they spooned for a while.

Sam finally said, "I get it. We should. So...I agree. It's not like we're going to be celibate -- apart from watching each other which is, like I said, very interesting to me. We're talking about an open relationship, aren't we?"

Mark squirmed a little when he heard the words. "I suppose we are, but the concept scares me now that you named it. We got to know each other over sex. I know it's not the only thing between us, of course. And I love so many other things about you...but..."

"I know. So we need to set ground rules. If we were open, what don't you want me to do with an other guy?"

Mark snuggled his chin into Sam's neck. His thoughts were swirling. They did all kinds of things with Tomas whenever they saw him. What did that mean? But if it was just the two of them what did it look like? Finally he spoke.

"I think...I wouldn't want you to be fucked by someone else."

"Ok. I agree. And I don't want you fucked by anyone else." Sam turned in the bed so their faces were almost touching. "And I don't want you eating anyone's cum but mine." He smiled and kissed Mark, pulling him closer.

"Agreed. No one's cum but ours. I like that." He kissed Sam back. He could feel Sam's cock getting hard against his leg. "You like talking about this, don't you."

"You know me. I like sex in any form. We could talk to each other on the phone about what we want to do with each other. That would be really good!" Sam leaned back and looked almost eager.

"Wow...but I think you're right. That would be fun." They kissed again. Mark turned and their cocks met as well as their lips. Mark moaned into Sam's mouth. They were still a little sticky from the sex they had before, but Mark turned and grabbed the lube. He opened it, and looking down at their two cocks rubbing against each other, he drizzled lube on both of them. Then he took both cocks in his hand and started jacking them together.

Sam chuckled. "It's getting you going as well, I see."

"I couldn't help myself." Mark continued to jack them both together, and they both started pushing with their hips, increasing the slippery feeling. Between kisses, they just stared at each other, or down at their cocks which were both streaming and very wet looking. Sam shifted so they could push against each other, the sensitive cleft in both of them stimulating the other. Mark felt waves of pleasure and he leaned in and sucked Sam's nipples, all the while grinding his cock into Sam's.

At one point, Sam, between moans, asked, "What if Tomas was here. What would you want him to do?"

Mark looked up into his eyes. Sam had a wicked grin on his face. "Tomas would be fucking me while we did this, really hard." He was discovering he was as into this as Sam.

"And then he would switch, and fuck me." Their movements became a little faster and Mark had to hold both their cocks together to keep up the friction. He reached down with his other hand and collected some of the clear fluid that flowed from Sam's dick and brought it to Sam's mouth who sucked up hungrily.

"I love watching you taste yourself."

"I love tasting myself." Sam kissed him, tongue driving into Mark's mouth. "And then Tomas would jack his dick into our mouths...like he did the last time we saw him."

"Yeah, That was really good. I want to watch him drive his dick in your mouth and cum while you swallow it all."

"Fuck. That's good. You are a dirty boy. I'm getting close."

Mark held their cocks more firmly and he could feel an orgasm thinking about happening. They were silent for a minute or so, just watching them slide against each other. Sam looked up, grinning. "And what if Tomas is fucking me and I pull my hips up and point my dick at my face and cum like crazy into my mouth while he fucks me?" This was getting intense, playing with "what if's" and Mark couldn't hold out much longer. His eyes shut and a blast of pleasure took over his cock and and his hips and cum started spurting out all over both their cocks, their hands, dripping down onto their balls. Sam leaned down and took him in while the cum still poured out, and he now fisted his own rigid cock. Then he leaned back with a slurp and his own cock erupted on to Mark's, splashes hitting it and running down to his balls. Before he was even finished he leaned down again and lapped all his cum up, more of his own running down his hand onto his balls from his cock.

"Holy shit, that was intense." and Sam looked into Mark's face again, smiling.

"Apparently we like that game. That could be a fun game if we end living apart for a while." He stopped, watching Sam come down from his orgasm. "What about Tomas? I mean, he's still single...maybe if one of us stays here, he could be a designated...what do you call it? Anyway, that could work. We both like him."

"True." Sam wiped some cum off his face and licked his fingers. "But that only depends on one of us staying here. If we both end up somewhere else, no Tomas. That would be sad." He thought for a moment. "So what have we got? We don't get fucked. We don't eat cum if it isn't ours and maybe Tomas will be here if one of us stays. Does that sound good?"

"That's a good start. I feel better." He kissed Sam, tasting the cum on his lips.

Six months later, they had to put their rules in place. Sam got into a school in Nova Scotia and Mark got a scholarship to the same university they were in. The scholarship settled the deal on both of their parts.

Mark did the math since he found it comforting. "Sixteen months, if you don't include the summer. That doesn't sound so bad."

"You're right. It doesn't. And I will come back for holidays and the summer, of course."

Mark still felt a little nervous. He talked to Rob about it when he saw him at his house one weekend when they were in Toronto. Sam had gone to the store, so he took the opportunity of expressing his anxiety a bit. He could always talk to Rob.

"So did Sam tell you about grad school?"

"He did. It sounds awesome. But how do you feel?"

"Scared. I worry. Well I worry about a lot of things, but I also worry about this."

"I get it. It's a big step. But I think you two are solid and you can take it. Even if it gets messy -- and I'm not saying it will -- but if it does, you both know how much you love each other. You would totally work it out."

"I hope so. I mean, I guess I know that's true, but I still worry."

"You two have talked about it?"

"Yeah, we already came up with some rules about sex. We actually found it a total turn on to talk about. So I think we're both clear about that."

"You guys are total sex maniacs with each other. I've always been impressed."

Sam came back and sat down beside Mark. "We were just talking about you going to grad school."

Sam smiled. "It's kind of exciting. But a little scary."

Mark looked at him, almost surprised. "For you? Scary? I didn't think that was possible."

"Well I know I give you the impression I'm perfect, but..."

Rob laughed. "It's all a front. Don't be fooled."

When the got back home, Sam called Tomas and they arranged to go over to his place.

Tomas kissed them both and they all sat on the sofa, the same sofa they met the first time they had sex.

"What's up?"

"Sam got into grad school. In Nova Scotia. And Mark got into the graduate program here."

"Wow. That's cool." Then he stopped and looked at them both. "But...you will be apart for...two years?"

Sam cleared his throat. "Eighteen months...so we were thinking. On the sex front...well we thought of you, naturally. Maybe you and Mark could... well...hang out whenever you wanted, while I'm gone. You know, kind of like what the three of us do, but without me."

"Wow." He looked at Mark. "How does this sound to you?"

"I'm into it, if you are. We're trying to work out the whole sex thing since we won't be together. You know, how open we are, who can do what. And we want to make sure you are still included because we really like hanging out with you and don't want to fuck that up. Does that make any sense?"

"I think so. And I'm flattered. I really like you guys and I really appreciate the care you're taking with each other, and with me, frankly. I'm not really into a full blown relationship right now, so being with you two is the closest I want to get. So if it's just Mark, then I'm sure we can find things to do..." He smiled a little playfully.

Sam beamed. "I'm so glad. I imagine we might also hook up here and there with other guys, but Mark will always have you. And we have rules for all this. But I like the idea of Mark having someone he cares for -- and cares for him - to turn to."

Mark nodded. "I'm really glad, Tomas. This is going to be hard for me because I get so anxious, but being able to hang with you will help a lot." He reach out and put his hand on Tomas's shoulder. He leaned in and kissed him. Tomas smiled and looked at Sam, who got up and knelt down on the floor in front of them. Tomas spread his legs, knowing what was coming.

Sam undid his shorts and slid them off. Mark leaned down and pulled his underwear off, and Tomas's dick flopped out, hard and already a little pink at the end. Mark licked it from top to bottom, and Sam joined him, sucking the head. They worked on Tomas cock all the while shedding their own shorts and t-shirts. Tomas still wore his shirt, but Mark realized he liked the look. Tomas was leaning back on the sofa, watching them both as they sucked his cock between them. "Is this my reward?" He finally asked.

Sam chuckled. "Something like that." He took the length of him back into his mouth, jacking the base as Mark licked his balls. Tomas looked down at Sam. "Can I fuck Mark? I mean when you're away."

"Of course. What else do you want to do with him."

Mark glanced at Sam, smirking.

"Uh, he will fuck me...of course...and I want to be fucked in the woods."

Mark laughed. "Wow. That's so...specific. Against a tree?"

"I guess...I hadn't thought that far ahead."

Sam got up, his cock standing rigid. "Let's go to the bedroom."

Once there, Sam lubed himself up. He turned to Mark. "Can I fuck him?"

"Of course." They had dispensed with condoms since Tomas was on PrEP.

Sam began to push Tomas's legs apart and lifted his hips up. He positioned his cock at his ass and began to push. Mark moved up and fed his dick to Tomas. He turned to Sam, who had begun to slide into Tomas, who moaned into Mark's cock.

Sam managed to ask, "What does Tomas want to do with Mark?"

Tomas opened his eyes and Mark pulled his cock out of his mouth, jacking it slowly. "I want to...sixty-nine with Mark. In front of strangers. Then I want them to jerk off all over us."

"Shit, you're good at this game!" Sam laughed above him, driving his hips forward a little more, his cock getting deeper. Mark had slid his cock into Tomas's mouth again. As he did, feeling his length go all the way to the back of his throat, he said "And I'm going to jerk Tomas off in a movie...and when he cums, I'm going to feed it to him from my hand."

Sam laughed even more. "Dirty boy. I knew I loved you for a reason."

Mark found he was getting really excited by the talk and he started to jack the base of his cock while Tomas worked on the end. Sam was fucking a little faster and Tomas's body slid back with every thrust. His own dick was completely rigid between then. The head was wet with shiny fluid. Sam picked up the pace, and leaned down supported by his hands. He leaned even lower and licked Mark's cock as it slid into Tomas's mouth. Mark threw his head back. "Fuck. I can't hold it any more." He pulled his cock out of Tomas mouth and began pumping it furiously, while Sam and Tomas licked the sides and with a gasp he came in long, sloppy streams into Tomas mouth. Sam leaned in further and caught a couple of them, his own cock starting to light on fire in Tomas and he came himself with a cry, Mark's cum dribbling down his chin, and he could feel spurts of himself go into Tomas, making everything warm and slick.

He pulled out of Tomas, a trail of cum behind him, and kissed his way down Tomas's chest to his dick which twitched a little and all he had to do was suck the end into his mouth and Tomas unloaded in big spurts. They both moaned as Mark watched them, his dick still semi-hard. Sam raised his head and saw a stream of cum coming from Mark's cock still, so he licked it off, leaned up and kissed Mark softly. They both looked down at Tomas, and Sam ruffling his hair.

"Thanks, Tomas. You are a really great guy."

Mark nodded. "Really great. I look forward to what you and I can get up to. Like in the forest...I didn't see that coming. And the whole sixty-nine thing. That's something."

Tomas laughed. "Neither did I. It just came out that way. You never know, we might want to try some of these things. If we get bored."

Sam lay down next to Tomas, Mark on the other side. He was staring at the ceiling, grateful for Sam, who he loved more than he could even articulate, and for Tomas who seemed to embody goodness and sensuality in equal measure. He sighed and lay his head on Tomas's chest, who began to stroke his hair. No one said anything, until finally they fell asleep.

On the way back home in the morning, walking down the leafy street holding hands, Mark and Sam talked softly about the future.

"I feel really good about this. How about you?" Sam turned to Mark.

"The same. I think it's going to work. Even if something unexpected happens, I feel we can figure it out." He stopped and looked at Sam. Sam turned to him, his eyebrows raised.

"Remember what we were saying about marriage?"

"Yeah. Of course."

"Well I was just thinking...what if after we both get our master's degrees...we just do it. Get hitched, all legal and public."

Sam gazed at him for a moment. His eyes began to fill. He pulled Mark close and whispered in his ear. "That sounds perfect. I love you so much."

They walked home in happy silence.